Chapter 209
Elijah remained calm, his expression indifferent. “I prefer not to talk when handling my needs.
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Ford and Sawyer were stunned.
Was this guy…
He did all that within fifteen minutes?
Was he using the restroom and… masturbated?
Was it not a little too fast?
Their gazes involuntarily shifted downward.
Faced with their shocked expressions, Elijah’s face darkened. He was referring to using the restroom! Nonetheless, since the misunderstanding had already occurred, he could not explain further. Instead, he elegantly walked to the sink and washed his hands.
The two watched him wash his hands.
Well, alright, any man would understand.
As a man, there was no need to make it difficult for another man.
Ford and Sawyer completely believed his nonsense. After leaving the mansion, they stuffed him into the car and returned to Ocean Avenue.
Upon reaching, before Ford and Sawyer concealed themselves in the shadows, they reminded Elijah, “Mr. Freeman, Ms. Sheena will probably be back in about four hours. Although you’ve been out for a few hours today, the household chores still need to be done before she returns home.”
“Got it,” Elijah said with little expression and entered the mansion.
Sheena was an hour late but finally finished work. The Freeman Group had suffered losses due to Faye and Bethany’s excessive spending, and its stocks were not performing as well as before. Thus, Sheena had to put in extra effort to restore the Freeman Group to its previous heights so she could pursue debts from the Carver family.
Upon returning to Ocean Avenue, she did not rush inside. Instead, she called Ford and Sawyer out of hiding.
“Miss,” the two greeted respectfully and began their report, “Mr. Freeman didn’t show any unusual behavior today.”
Sheena was skeptical. “He was well–behaved? Did you make sure he never left your sight?”
The two replied in unison, “Yes, Ms. Sheena.”
“What did he say to Faye and Erin today? Tell me everything.”
They exchanged glances and began their report,
Chapter 209
Having grasped the general situation, Sheena walked through the front yard garden and entered the living room.
The room was well–lit, with a faint aroma of dinner lingering. Elijah, who was in the kitchen, heard the movement and walked out, taking her slippers neatly from the shoe cabinet and placing them at her feet.
“Welcome home! You must be tired from working all day,” Elijah greeted.
Sheena stood at the doorway, silently observing him. Although his tone was strained and his expression icy, he had at least completed the assigned tasks. Nevertheless, she was too tired to pick on him after a day of busy work.
“Mm,” Sheena grunted and turned to head upstairs.
Elijah called out, “Dinner’s ready. You should eat first before going up.”
Sheena glanced at the steaming dishes on the dining table and suddenly recalled how she used to wait all night for him to come home for dinner, only for him to mock her.
Her expression turned colder, and she responded, “Go ahead and eat. I’ve already had dinner.”
As she attempted to leave, Elijah stepped forward, blocking her way with a strange expression. “You already ate dinner? Who did you eat with? Was it Howard or Skye? Perhaps Colin? After discussing work, did you go out for dinner together?”
Sheena frowned.
The tone, the expression…
Why did it feel like he was catching his wife coming home late?
“Elijah, know your place. You’re just my servant now, with no right to question who I dine with.”
With that, she walked past him and headed upstairs.
